I'm so sorry about the crazy long wait! Shit hasn't stopped coming since I last updated.

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Dean drove off after dropping Sam and Alex at the crime scene. "I bet you $20 they're together by the time we solve this," he said.

"I am an Angel of the Lord, Dean. I do not gamble," Castiel replied, appearing in the front seat.

"Jesus Christ Cas! Give me some warning next time!"

"I apologize."

Dean continued in silence, trying to ignore the sky blue orbs that might be (literally) peering into his soul.

"Why does Sam insist that we have what he calls 'eyesex'? Does he not understand that humans cannot perform intercourse with their eyes?" Cas asked innocently. Dean almost lost control of the Impala, swerving sharply to the left.

"Dude! What the hell?" he yelled. Castiel only looked confused.

"What about hell, Dean?"

"It's an expression, man. Why the fuck did you just ask that?"

"I am genuinely curious. Does your brother not know that eyes cannot mate? If so, we should really inform him-" Dean cut Cas off.

"He doesn't mean we literally have sex with our eyes! He just means we stare at each other a lot."

"Well then why doesn't he just say we stare at each other a lot?"

"Because he's an annoying little bitch, that's why. Anyways, we need to look at those bodies," Dean said, effectively ending the conversation. "Damn curious virgin angels and their damn questions."

A few minutes later they pulled into the hospital parking lot and walked into the morgue.

"Are you Dr. Copen?" Dean asked the gray haired man stoanding in the center of the room.

"Yes I am. And you are?"

"Agents Urie and Stump, FBI. We're here about the, uh, uncaused deaths," Dean said, flashing his badge in the doctor's face. He gestured at Cas to do the same, and the angel pulled out his badge but didn't open it. "Agent Stump. Your badge," Dean mumbled to Castiel, who nodded and opened it. "Sorry, he's new."

The doctor nodded as led them over to where all five bodies lay. "We ran an autopsy on them. Still nothing. These kids should not be dead," he said, "They were in perfect health! I have no idea how this happened." Castiel looked like he was about to say something but Dean gave him a look that said 'shut the hell up', so Cas did.

"We're just as confused as you are, Doc. Now would you mind if me and my partner take a look at the bodies alone?" Dean asked. Doctor Copen nodded and left the room.

"It's their life force. It's missing," Cas said.

"Huh?"

"Their life force. Every living thing has one."

"Still have no idea what you're talking about."

"It's the energy in a person that keeps them alive. You cannot survive without it. Death takes it when he, uh, kills you."

"Yeah, because that makes so much more sense. Thanks Cas."

"You're welcome."

"Cas, buddy, that was sarcasm."

"Oh."

They stood there for a second, neither of them sure of what to say. Soon the awkward silence was too much for Dean.

"So now we know how they're dying, and we know it's tied to Greek club. Any ideas?" he asked the angel.

"Maybe. And if I'm right then we need to get out of this town place as soon as possible."